Chapter 386 Peregrine Falcon and Owl

【Where are you? 】

[I...I don't know...I saw the ship passing the Outer Hebrides, and then going west...to an island in the sea...]

[Is your situation safe for now? No need to tell me the details. 】

[For the time being, it’s relatively safe. 】

[What danger did you encounter? 】

[It’s, it’s those people you asked me to investigate... I sneaked into their base by chance and arrived on this island... I couldn’t leave, someone was chasing me all the time...]

[Protect yourself, we will find you. 】

[Be careful, there is something on this island that will affect...]

On the parchment, there are blank paragraphs, as if the writer is in a state of death and cannot finish what is important.

Vader used a copying spell to preserve this conversation. Dumbledore watched for a while without saying anything, then suddenly stood up and touched the wall with his wand.

Several portraits hanging on the wall immediately slid around, and the old headmaster in the portrait complained: "Dumbledore, am I an eyesore?"

"Sorry, Maul," Dumbledore said gently, "I need a little more room."

The wall flowed like a lake, creating ripples, and then a clear map of the world emerged.

Dumbledore looked at the map, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Vade, what do you think?"

"I checked this imitation Book of Friends and found that the spell on it was a bit weird. Then I remembered that this was a plan I had abandoned."

Vader flattened the copycat tent of friends on the table, gently shook his wand, and streaks of silver or golden light fell on it.

An ordinary wizard would not understand what he was doing, but Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

Even without special vision, he could detect subtle differences.

"It's interesting..." the principal said as if thinking to himself: "Its associated magic seems to be different from the one you use."

"Yes." Vader said: "Muggle mobile communications require base stations as communication exchange centers. I originally wanted to set up a similar base station for the Friends Account, so that I would no longer be limited by the number of associations. I only need to enter a specific number. , you can send messages to anyone.”

"Sounds very good." Dumbledore said: "The reason why I gave up later was..."

"In this way, the message in the Friends' Book of Friends is first sent to the base station, and then forwarded by the base station to the receiving end - so the base station can monitor all information and even modify it to a certain extent - so this design was abandoned by us." Vader said.

Marchionne is a pure businessman, not the CIA, and has no interest in monitoring all wizards.

Of course, the more important thing is that this kind of magic cannot be hidden, and can be discovered by alchemists with a certain level (such as graduates who can obtain alchemy certificates in the NEWTs exam) or skilled magicians (such as Dumbledore).

Dumbledore said: "So you think Ms Skeeter's message has been redacted?"

Vader nodded: "We can't rule out the possibility that this is enemy bait."

"Indeed, it's a good thing to be cautious." Dumbledore praised, and then said: "But don't worry too much, Vader - I'm with you!"

Wade was speechless at first, then smiled: "That's right."

"Then let's go. I hope it won't delay your class." Dumbledore said easily, "Remember to take that brave owl with you."

"yes."

Wade returned to the dormitory and took the cage containing the hero owl. The thin owl, which had been flying hard for a long time, was sleeping soundly.

He was about to go out when his shoulders suddenly sank.

Wade turned his head and looked over, and saw his own Ava staring at him angrily, purring in her throat, as if accusing him of finding another owl, her sharp claws digging into her clothes.

"Today is not about delivering letters, good girl." Vader returned Ava to the shelf and said, "I need it to lead me to someone."

Ava didn't know if she understood, but she turned around silently and pointed her tail at Wade.

Vader smiled, pushed the door open, and met Dumbledore in the green space outside the castle, who was wearing a crimson traveling cloak. The two of them came outside the school together.

Behind them, Hagrid pushed the door shut.

"squeak--"

As the hinges turned, the oak door rubbed against the ground, making a long sound.

Wade turned around and saw the tall castle shrouded in mist, shadowy, distant and close, like a scroll.

The owl was awakened. It flapped its wings and looked around in panic. Wade hurriedly fed the owl a few grains of food and whispered comfort to calm it down.

It lowered its head and pecked Wade's finger gently, its big eyes looking very clear.

Dumbledore stretched out his arms and said, "Okay, let's go."

Vader grabbed his arm and murmured in a low voice: "I must learn to apparate as soon as possible."

He had made this plan a long time ago, but he was always distracted by other things.

Dumbledore said casually: "When I come back, I can teach you - if you don't mind one more course, I know you are already very busy now."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them apparated at the same time. They seemed to have passed through a very narrow water pipe in an instant, and then squeezed out with a "bang".

Ved took two quick breaths, then hurriedly asked: "Is it true, Professor?"

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing: "Of course, as long as you are free."

"Of course I am free! I have time all Sunday."

Ved hurriedly said, urging Dumbledore with his eyes to set a specific time.

"Then I will come to teach you at nine o'clock next Sunday morning - remember, don't tell anyone else." Dumbledore said.

"Got it!"

Ved said happily. After finalizing this matter, he had time to look at the surrounding environment.

They were on an empty and lonely island at this time, with rugged rocks and some abandoned stone houses on the relatively flat areas, covered with green moss.

There were also pieces of cultivated land surrounded by stone walls on the hillside next to it, which were also overgrown with weeds at this time.

There was a protruding stone cliff diagonally opposite, with a strange shape, like a giant lying in the sea, with only its head exposed, and a face looking up at the sky blankly.

"Where is this place, Professor?" Ved asked.

"St. Kilda Island in the Outer Hebrides." Dumbledore said, "When I was young, I was looking for relics left by ancient wizards and exploring the Calacia Stonehenge. I once came to this place. At that time, the village here was still inhabited."

Wade looked at the desolate stone houses and rotten farm tools and was secretly shocked.

It seems that this place has been uninhabited for at least decades.

Of course, he knew Dumbledore's age, but he often didn't realize that the old man was born a hundred years earlier than him.

In other words, when Dumbledore was born, the Eastern country was still ruled by the Qing government, the Sino-Japanese War had not yet broken out, and scholars still had to take the imperial examination.

Instantly felt the gap between the times.

Dumbledore didn't notice Wade's distraction. He was looking down at the owl swaying in the cage. Obviously, the first space transfer was also uncomfortable for birds.

Wade opened the cage, held the owl in his arms and stroked it. When it calmed down, he said, "We need to find the person who asked you to send me a letter - you know where she is, right?"

"Gu-"

Owls are very smart birds, and this one is particularly human. It called softly, and Wade actually saw fear in its round eyes.

"Don't be afraid." Wade comforted: "You don't have to get close, as long as you can take me to see that place, it's enough."

"Gu?" The owl tilted its head and looked at him.

Wade turned his head to look at Dumbledore: "Headmaster, you know, right?" He paused and added: "-I am an Animagus."

Dumbledore did not look surprised, but praised: "A very beautiful peregrine falcon - as far as I know, few wizards can transform into birds,"

"You really know." Wade sighed, knowing that this was why the headmaster brought him. Then he asked curiously: "What about you? Are you one too?"

There are only seven registered Animagus wizards in the world, including Professor McGonagall. Their names have been mentioned repeatedly in the magazine "Transfiguration Today", and Albus Dumbledore is not among them.

But Dumbledore was once the best student at Hogwarts, the professor of Transfiguration, the teacher of Minerva McGonagall, and the greatest magician in the world. No one would believe that he was incapable of becoming an Animagus.

Ordinary wizards may think that Dumbledore is not interested in this magic of turning into ordinary animals - after all, Animagus cannot become a powerful magical creature - it is understandable that he has not practiced.

But Wade thinks that it is difficult for a wizard who pursues magic not to be interested in this process of changes from appearance to quality, from cell structure to muscle and bone.

Facing his curious eyes, the headmaster just smiled, then took out his quill and whispered: "Bosetus."

This is a spell that turns ordinary objects into locators. Although simple, it is not easy to cast successfully.

The strange green light flashed and disappeared, and the feather pen became ordinary again.

"Keep it." Dumbledore handed it to Wade and said, "Bend it hard and it will start."

"Okay."

Wade did not dwell on the previous problem. After putting the feather pen into his pocket, in just a moment, he skillfully turned into a peregrine falcon and circled in the sky.

"Huh?" The owl was so frightened that it almost fell down. It quickly flapped its wings twice to stand firm, and then flew up.

Dumbledore squinted and looked up, only to see the two birds circling in the air for several circles, as if they had reached a preliminary communication, and then flew westward one after the other.

Freedom, confidence, and bravery.

The ancient Egyptians worshipped the falcon as the god Horus, as a symbol of royal power and the blessing of the gods. The Eye of Horus would also protect the dead from harm on the road to eternal life.

Ancient Babylon had the image of a lion-headed eagle, the Roman legion's mark was a double-headed eagle, the Sassanid dynasty had an eagle emblem, the Russian national emblem was also a double-headed eagle, and the American national emblem was a white-headed bald eagle.

About twenty countries in the world have printed the image of an eagle on their national emblems or flags. People regard this bird as a messenger of God and a symbol of power.

But the real falcon is a free bird, never living in a group, disdainful of ruling, brave and fearless, and very loyal to marriage.

Dumbledore felt that among all the wizards he had met, none was more suitable for the animal "eagle" than Vader.

Before Vader's Animagus was completed, Dumbledore had secretly thought about what animal he might become.

The old headmaster considered for a long time between sharks, sea snakes, hawks, peacocks, wild horses, cats, and scorpions, and finally felt that hawks were the most likely.

The fact was just as he guessed, which made Dumbledore secretly happy.

The figures of the two birds gradually became smaller and merged into the high clouds.

Dumbledore stood on the edge of the cliff, his crimson cloak fluttering in the sea breeze. Some seagulls were flying nearby, making loud and clear calls.

…

The feeling of flying over the sea is very strange.

The vision seems to become infinitely vast, but the sea and the sky are integrated. Even if there are sometimes low-altitude clouds with changing shapes around, there is still a feeling of being unable to distinguish the direction.

Wade didn't know whether it was because he had human thinking or if it was the same for all peregrine falcons.

But the owl seemed to have a satellite map in its head. It flew in a certain direction very firmly, as if there was a line pulling it.

Wade followed it closely. In the seemingly endless sea, this magical bird would always find a place to rest, sometimes a small isolated island, sometimes a human cruise ship, and sometimes even a whale floating on the sea.

They flew intermittently like this. Wade put a lot of food in his pocket, and magic could also summon clean water, so the man and the bird always maintained relatively abundant physical strength.

Until an island that looked not small appeared at the end of the field of vision.

The owl stopped far away and landed on a green ocean buoy, indicating with its whole body that it was the place Wade was looking for.

But when Wade wanted to get closer to observe, it spread its wings and blocked in front, making a loud, intimidating cry.

Wade guessed: "Can't get close? Is it dangerous?"

The owl hooted seriously, and the familiar fear in its eyes was revealed again.

So Wade didn't get close. He turned back to human form, first made the buoy as big as a boat so that they could rest on it, then took out the magic telescope and observed it carefully.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary, developed island.

Clean beach, dense woods, several fishing boats parked at the pier, and a lighthouse standing on the cliff.

A road that can accommodate two cars running side by side stretched into the dense forest, and it was unclear where it led. But when he was in the air, Wade saw a building with white light deep in the island.

However, he didn't see a single figure in his sight, but found several surveillance cameras.

Wade took out the feather pen from his pocket and folded it hard.

The next second, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers exploding, Dumbledore appeared beside him.

"Have you found it?" The headmaster said briskly, "It's faster than I thought."

"We've arrived. It's the island ahead." Wade said, "The owl stopped me from getting close. Maybe they have some long-range weapons..."

"Buzz————"

Before Wade finished speaking, a strange buzzing sound came from the island.

The sound waves spread in circles, and when they reached the buoy, they were already very weak.

But the faces of the two changed slightly at the same time.

"Do you feel it, Wade?" Dumbledore asked, his hair seemed to float slightly in the air.

"Yeah."

Wade responded, looked down at his palm, curled his fingers for a while, and then stretched them out.

He had a vague feeling of being electrocuted - the magic power in his body seemed to be a weak electric current, causing slight paralysis and tingling, and the muscles also contracted and trembled.

It was very obscure, so obscure that it was even difficult to detect.

So what did the people on the island feel at this moment?